Luo Jiaojiao was just concentrating on enjoying the food until the mountain of rice and dishes in front of her made her feel a little overwhelmed.
She glanced secretly at Leng Mohan, wondering whether to confess the fact that she had almost finished eating.
Facing Leng Mohan's deep gaze, she gritted her teeth and decided to continue fighting.
Leng Mohan was observing Luo Jiaojiao's reaction from the side. He originally thought that she would take the initiative to say that she was full, but he didn't expect that she would choose to bear it silently.
He recalled his previous enthusiasm and kept picking food for her, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
He waited, hoping that she would say "I can't eat anymore", but Luo Jiaojiao seemed to prefer to hold it in rather than say it. Was she worried that he would scold her?
Leng Mohan sighed softly, gently held Luo Jiaojiao's hand, shook his head slightly, and gently but firmly dissuaded: "Okay, don't eat it, if you eat more, you won't be able to bear it."
Luo Jiaojiao blinked her bright eyes and looked at Leng Mohan innocently. Growing up under the care of her grandparents, she knew that every grain of food was hard-earned and must not be wasted.
"But, Brother Leng, we can't waste food." Luo Jiaojiao's voice contained a hint of persistence and stubbornness, as if she was defending a belief hidden deep in her heart.
Although Luo Jiahui and his wife doted on her, Luo Jiaojiao did not become spoiled. On the contrary, she developed many good habits since she was a child, including not wasting food.
Luo Jiaojiao knew that she couldn't waste it casually. Therefore, even though she had been dissuaded by Leng Mohan, her bright eyes still flashed with determination.
Leng Mohan didn't expect this to be the reason. Although she was brought up to be pampered, she has a very good temper. It can only be said that she has a good foundation.
He stretched out his hand and gently took the bowl from Luo Jiaojiao's hand. His tone was calm but with unquestionable firmness: "Give it to me." After that, he buried his head in eating without saying anything more.
Luo Jiaojiao widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. He was eating her leftover food without any disgust.
"If you're worried about wasting food and I can't finish it, I can pack it up and eat it in the evening." Luo Jiaojiao understood the frugality of soldiers and knew that waste was shameful in their eyes, but she absolutely did not want him to embarrass himself because of such a small matter.
Leng Mohan looked up and said nonchalantly, "I don't feel wronged. Don't talk about the leftovers you ate. In the past, I even ate tree bark in order to survive."
Luo Jiaojiao looked at him in shock, her eyes full of heartache. Her eyes turned red and she couldn't hold back the tears that rolled down her cheeks.
Leng Mohan also felt a headache when he saw this. He put the bowl down and gently wiped her tears with his fingers. However, his hands were covered with calluses, and no matter how gently he wiped, her face still turned red.
"Okay, stop crying. That's all in the past. Now I have the ability and my salary is not low. If you want to eat meat, I can satisfy you anytime." Leng Mohan was a little surprised. He didn't expect her to cry after hearing that he had eaten tree bark.
"I am living a good life now. Not only me, but you will not be wronged either. I will only eat your leftovers, and I won't touch other people's." Leng Mohan looked at the crying girl and said helplessly, "Okay, stop crying, otherwise others will think I am bullying you."
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